Lilikoi Cottage

Here I am. In the middle of nowhere. Beauty is everywhere. Silence, except for the occasional car, and even that has been a while. There is a cat sleeping on the bed. Rain is intermittent. Soon it will be dark, no light, just stars. No TV, internet is too slow for a movie.
I am with me.
This is new and different. I keep thinking I have to go somewhere. I have nowhere to go! I am here for 4 days, this first one is a bitch. I don't want to leave, getting back in the dark may be a challenge.
I stopped at the market, made a salad, and got coffee. And a pineapple.
I have a journal, a book, a step to write.
A camera.....an iPod.
and me.

It always comes back to me.

When at the end of the trail.....

My last night in Hilo. What an adventure it has been. The hot ponds, the turtles, the meditation center, the glow....and let's not forget some amazing Thai curry. Oh, and the avocados. mmmm. This has been good for my soul. I am continuously amazed at the changes I am feeling, inside and out. I am calmer. I am more serene. Nothing, really nothing, is that big of a deal. Tears come, laughter follows.
I see myself on a journey. I am not sure where I am coming from, or where I am going. I am an active participant. I have choices, and make decisions. Each time reassuring myself that I can. I become more confident. I am more aware. I want to be open to the opportunities around me. I heard today that this is not winging it, not "doing it on the fly", rather letting the day take me.
This I know. I am on a couch at Kimmy's, typing on a blog. Not caring if this makes sense or not. It makes sense to me. Right now, that is all that matters.
Ever present is the reminder of the day. The date. This time in 2009, Jay had his 2nd surgery. I was so scared. I had known all was not well. We thought, as did everyone else, that the problem had been solved. Little did we know. My memory gets fuzzy. I write, and delete, not really sure that what I just typed was real. What I know is that my faith was evident in my ability to "cope". I had no idea what was coming. None of us did.

I miss you baby.

Hilo, Day 1

What a beautiful place to wake up to. The frogs sang me to sleep, just like in the old house in Mathasville. And these are loud. Even without a pool! The rain continued on and off all night. Kimmy is an excellent hostess, and I am so happy to be here. We had a leisurely morning, and then it was off to the hot ponds. It was high tide, and apparently that meant it was not as hot. The surf was gorgeous. Fun fact of the day- when the waves are open and facing me, and that gorgeous color aqua blue, it is because they are so oxygenated. There you go, someday that will come in handy for trival pursuit!
After a nice long soak, we went back to the car to find a gift. The size of a surfboard, it was made of woven palm fronds. Perfect for an offering. It now sits proudly on the carport. I had seen the person making it. Why they left it on her car, and it was on purpose, the windshield wiper was holding it down, we will never know.
We also visited a beautiful black sand beach- I climbed down, really, I did it. It was all good til the wave hit my legs and took my slipper...then I stopped climbing. Bitty steps. This is about doing things outside my comfort zone, not hurting myself! We went to the lava, and by then, I was just wiped. The time change got me. Came back, took a nap, watched a bit of TV (The HBO Documentary on George Harrison is awesome!) went to a meeting, and here we are. A good day.
Next, I will learn how to post photos.....